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Chapter 310

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The defense of the Murong Clan's ships was pretty good. The armed escorts had pretty good combat abilities after they put on their armor and shields. With the narrow space created by the metal deck, the number of enemies they faced each time was not too high, and they could last for a period of time. Besides, there was a Life and Death Realm elite serving as garrison on each ship. Unless an elite appeared, it would be very difficult for them to die within a short period of time.

Ever since the six-man group retreated from the ship, more than one hundred corpses were left at Common Reed Bank. No one dared to forcefully board Happy's ship!

Once the pressure on the ship lessened, the armed escorts immediately switched their weapons. They held crossbows with both hands and fired at the enemies on the ships to the left and right of the circular formation.

The ships to the left and right were very close to them, and they were also the areas that were affected the most by Happy. They lacked reinforcements, and when the crossbow bolts rained down on them, the balance was instantly broken!

Quite a number of people were caught off guard, and they were thrown off their feet and forced to retreat.

Once the situation calmed down, Happy did not stop. He moved like a frontline firefighter, and with a few jumps, he appeared in another ship that was engulfed in the flames of war!

The situation there was clearly much more dangerous.

Nearly half of the armed escorts had been killed.

More than one hundred players had boarded the ship!

The remaining twenty or so armed escorts were split into two groups. They stood back to back on the deck at the bow and stern of the ship. Their weapons clashed against each other to fend off the attacks that came from all directions.

The Life and Death Realm elite serving as garrison on the second floor was also dressed in rags, and he looked like he was quite injured!

When he saw this …

Happy's gaze darkened, and he naturally looked at the three young men who brought great pressure to the Life and Death Realm elite.

The ceiling of the hall on the second floor had been shattered, and the area around it was also destroyed to the point of devastation. The Life and Death Realm elite from the Murong Clan had a few clear wounds on his body. He covered his chest with one hand and stared at the three players on the second floor with a solemn gaze.

There were more than ten corpses around him.

But based on their injuries, they were not injured by the Life and Death Realm elite. Instead, they were injured by the three young men on the second floor.

"Alright! Don't waste any more time. This old man is only worth ten thousand taels of silver crumbs. It's easier for us to kill a few nobodies. Let's end this as soon as possible! "

The slightly older one had a beard, and he looked rather level-headed.

The other two were slightly frivolous. They had disdainful sneers on their faces, and they blocked the Life and Death Realm martial artist's path.

"Boss, this NPC's skin is so thick. Do you think you can finish him off in one go?"

"But it doesn't matter. Maybe something will drop!" His gaze lingered on the embroidered robed old man's good clothes, and he licked his lower lip, revealing a very interested expression.

Whoosh!

The sound reached his ears. Someone had landed on the second floor.

The three of them were stunned. The two frivolous young men immediately sneered.

"Yo ho, another one has come to die."

"Get lost!"

Of the two, one was sinister and the other was violent. From their tone, one could tell that they were not to be trifled with.

He cast a glance at the old man in brocade robes before he sized up the three unarmed young men with an indifferent expression. A slightly solemn expression appeared on his face.

Could he suppress a Life and Death Realm master with just his palm technique? His strength was not bad. There were quite a few experts in these obscure towns!

Mystical Realm palm technique …

Its speed far surpassed the Song of the Flowering Knights.

While Happy thought about it, he calmly put away his Hundred-battle Saber and brought out the renamed Noble Sword before he slowly drew it from its sheath.

At the moment Noble Sword landed in his hands, the eyes of the two frivolous young men lit up at the same time.

"Hey, this guy's pretty good!"

"Boss, that sword is pretty good. If it drops, I'll take it!"

"Get lost. We're all learning Seven Wounds Fist. Why would we want that thing?!" The two of them did not treat Happy as anything and started discussing the matter. "We'll sell the items that drop and split them equally. I was thinking of buying a Frost Sword for Little Green. That sword is too eye-catching."

Seven Wounds Fist …

The detailed information regarding Seven Wounds Fist flashed in Happy's mind, and he instantly understood why the trio could suppress the old man in brocade robes.

He looked up and cast his gaze from under the Bamboo Hat to the center of the trio.

"Either leave, or die."

His calm words and the cold, snow-white sword that was slowly drawn from its sheath instantly stirred up the trio's wariness and anger.

"…"

"You're pretty stubborn."

The man with the goatee spoke as well.

"Brat, even if you have some strength, don't just pretend to be cool. Even if you want to pretend to be cool, you have to look at who you're trying to do it. By the looks of it, it's not easy for you to train either. Leave your sword behind and get lost."

"…"

Happy did not say anything else. He moved forward and stared at the man who was the closest to him and spoke in a rather sinister manner.

The man's expression became stern before he smiled.

"Leave it to me. I can use him to test the power of the second realm of Seven Wounds Fist." He was clearly facing the old man in brocade robes, but at the moment he finished speaking, he slipped, and with a sudden Swift Dash, he appeared near Happy. He grinned, and red filled his eyes. He threw an incredibly fierce punch at his waist, and it was as fast as lightning.

At that moment …

The air in the area froze for a moment.

Even Happy sensed a great threat that was continuously increasing in strength. Its damage was actually a little close to that of Ninja King's clone in the royal mausoleum!

As expected of the incomplete ultimate technique passed down in Kongtong Mountain Sect — Seven Wounds Fist!

But unfortunately …

Petite Dragon!

Happy moved, and the sinister man's fist brushed past Happy's body. It missed.

A sword glare shone, and Happy quickly sheathed his Noble Sword. He did not even look at the sinister man. With slow footsteps, he walked to the other two people.

Thud!

The sinister man fell to the ground. His face, which was tilted to Happy's side, was cut in half by a thin line of blood from his nose!

"Third brother!"

The rough-tempered man roared and rushed to the sinister man who fell to the ground.

But when he moved past Happy, he turned around, and with a force that could split mountains, he punched Happy's back.

Seven Wounds Fist relied on a secret technique that allowed a person to first injure themselves before they could injure others. It could ignore the enemy's defense and injure them from the inside. Its damage was incredibly astonishing and unexpected.

However …

Seven Wounds Fist missed again!

His body became limp, and a snow-white sword quietly shot out of the man's back.

Thud!

He pulled out his sword and returned it to its sheath.

His actions were smooth and natural.

The man with the goatee seemed to be dumbfounded. He could not believe that not only had his two brothers' attacks missed, they could not even withstand a single attack from the other party.

'How is this possible?!'

He knew his two brothers' strength very well. The three of them could be considered to be outstanding talents in Kongtong Mountain Sect. When they descended the mountain after becoming sworn brothers, they had defeated plenty of powerful players on their way to Kongtong Mountain, and without exception, none of them could fight back against Seven Wounds Fist. He did not expect that …

In a daze …

A calm voice rose from behind him.

"There is no martial art that is invincible in the world of martial arts."

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